Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

"Have you thought what you want to do, Xiao Qian?" Feng Ao Kuai asked his younger brother slowly. This was the first time he tried to converse more with the little boy.

After all, he had left for the frontline and technically hadn't seen his younger brother for so many years.

"No." Feng Ao Qian shook his small head. He looked at his second brother curiously. "Play with me, Second Brother?"

"Ok." Feng Ao Kuai readily agreed.

At the back, Nan Hua watched their interaction calmly without any intention to step forward. Looking at Feng Ao Qian, she could guess that he was a more 'normal' child. At least, as compared to Feng Ao Si who was very stupid and Feng Ao Kuai who grew up too fast, Feng Ao Qian belonged to the normal category.

But it was fine.

There was no way that everyone in one family could become amazing. They have their own respective talent and fate.

Since Feng Ao Qian couldn't possibly replicate his brothers' path to the military, it would be good enough for him to take a different path. Perhaps, by studying and eventually become an official?

That could be an option too.

In the evening, Nan Si Qiao finally finished talking with the Sheng Family and stayed in the tent outside. She was quite satisfied with the people from here and planned on buying house from a nearby city and paid a visit to Sheng Qi Rou from time to time.

"Mother," Feng Ao Kuai called while holding his younger brother in his arm.

"Thank you for taking care of Ao Qian." Nan Si Qiao picked the sleeping Feng Ao Qian.

"That's what I should do, Mother." Feng Ao Kuai was calm. "There are some things I would like to talk with you, Mother."

Nan Si Qiao walked to the nearby bed that had been prepared. Unlike her sons, she brought a lot of maidservants to help her taking care of her youngest son.

"Is it about your marriage?"

"Yes."

"Would you like to meet with Fourth Miss Mu first?" Nan Si Qiao could more or less guess her son's thinking. Unlike Feng Ao Si who didn't have much requirement, Feng Ao Kuai was more meticulous and had his own mind in regards to things like this.

It would be harder for her to be the one to arrange it. She didn't want to make her son unhappy, so she will ask his opinion first.

"Yes." Feng Ao Kuai nodded.

He had met her, but it was only once. Unlike his older brother who would agree on the first day of his meeting with his future bride, Feng Ao Kuai would rather have more interaction before making decision.

If they couldn't get along well in the future, where would he cry to?

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Feng Ao Kuai looked at his mother and asked quietly, "Do you like her, Mother?"

"What if I like her?" Nan Si Qiao was amused. "It's more important for you to be the one to like her because you're the one who will spend the rest of your life with her. Don't worry, no matter what your decision is, I'll support you."

Nan Si Qiao knew very well that even if Feng Ao Kuai wanted to delay his marriage, she would not object. As long as her son is happy, that was all that mattered to her. Seeing her son grew up so quickly and had his own mind from young age made her rather distressed.

Thus, what she wanted the most was for her son to be happy.

"Thank you, Mother." Feng Ao Kuai nodded.

Nan Si Qiao waved her hand. "Go and have rest. You have to go to the battlefield tomorrow."

Being kicked out by his mother, Feng Ao Kuai helplessly left the tent. He didn't have much break time and anyway, he didn't have to worry that much about his older brother. With his mother here, there was no way that Feng Ao Si would be at loss.

Nan Hua stayed behind and looked at Nan Si Qiao. There were only the two of them left in this tent, so she slowly removed the mask covering her face and called out, "Aunt."

"Hua'er." Nan Si Qiao's eyes widened as she stood up. Without saying anything else, she stepped forward and hugged Nan Hua. "It's been years, you brat! Do you know how worried I am when I received the letter that you'll go to the frontline too?"

"I'm sorry, Aunt," Nan Hua whispered softly.

When she first decided to go to the frontline, she had informed several people. After all, the news of her so called 'death' would definitely spread. Though, with Old Master Nan's action the next day, it had somehow changed to Nan Hua's 'missing.'

Nan Si Qiao also knew that her niece went to the frontline.

"Silly girl, don't apologize." Nan Si Qiao laughed lightly and patted Nan Hua's head tenderly. Nan Hua is still shorter than her, but she could see that this niece of her had grown up to be more beautiful and mature. "I know that it's your duty to go."

She knew that her skilled niece could definitely not stay at home just like an obedient young lady. Her place to shine was far away from the secluded boudoir where women were fighting with each other.

Still, she felt heartache when she thought that Nan Hua had to suffer a lot.

"Stay here for tonight, ok?" Nan Si Qiao pulled Nan Hua's hand. "You don't have to go yet, do you?"

"I can spare a day." Nan Hua followed Nan Si Qiao and sat down.

With that, the two of them began to talk about what had happened for the past few years when they didn't meet each other. Naturally, Nan Hua couldn't tell everything, so she selectively told Nan Si Qiao about her experience in the battlefield with Nan Luo and Feng Ao Kuai.

Meeting her aunt again made Nan Hua feel comfortable.

Having family is really nice.